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Sunday, May 30, 2010

wanna share a couple of cool videos.

and i really love this one...

x Nav ran as fast as he could

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Saturday, May 29, 2010

you know, been through a flurry of emotions just over the weekend, or rather, over the past two days.

well, you guys may or may not have heard. the Ngee ann polytechnic graduation thing. i'm only gonna mention it once, because i feel this case, should not be talked about, due to the poor guy. really. the emcee screwed up this guy's name during the NP graduation and made it into a curse word. like really? and he didn't even apologise. just a small chortle. a chuckle. and the thing is that it is most probably intentional. oh and by the way, it's a tamil guy's name. com'on. such a prestigious and important day in someone's life, they should know better than pick a lowly educated idiot (i wouldn't wanna spark some kind of racist tirade because that's just not how i roll) for an emcee. and now, his name gets mocked at. and not only that, some sick, insensitive bastard made a song about it. and i doubt even a formal apology was given. if these people really can't pronounce indian names, then kiang jiu ho, mai kay kiang, just get an indian emcee then. my god. damn.

and if an indian man were to just say one chinese word wrongly, the whole world acts like he said a bad word or something of a faux pas. and then everyone will laugh at him and tell him "oi you dunch know, dunch say larh" i'm just saying.

annnnnnyyyway, you know, it's so sad. i was thinking of something hilarious. like a few hours ago. and now, i've clean forgotten. damn, now i know why comedians carry pens and notepads wherever they go. i should've quickly scribbled down something, least i can remember.

my shins are hurting even more. well, all i can do now is massage it. it's working. i just need to constantly do it i guess. but there's still the huge bulge. and plus, training is getting tougher, cause now it's...two times a week.

yeah, where has my funny gone?

x Nav ran as fast as he could

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Wednesday, May 26, 2010

alright, so monday was the first the track training. wait, i'm lying. it wasn't even a training. it was more like a 'let's see how you fair at the moment' session. did 2.4km. not an impressive timing. 9.43. hey you know, it just goes to show that i'm deproving (not improving). like i remember there was on time i did a 8.50-9? then later on, with rovers, i did a 9.10 i think. then now a 9.43? damn, i hope this isn't a trend. if not i'm gonna flunk my ippt when the time comes. they say that if you're getting weaker, you're actually getting stronger. plus overall, it was kinda great. not that tiring. plus "mummy, mummy i made new friends."

hmmm, sitting at TP now. damn, the dragon boaters nowadays just don't get any better. and they just proved my point by being dicks. the girls as well.

anyway, besides them, the scene is great. the wind blowing behind me. girls all around. and they happen to be good looking. can't blame a guy for looking. but it's still too hot to run. hmm, i've got half an hour more. what should i do. my mac can't last that long. and apparently, i'm being noticed. and i would love for it to be because of my dashing good looks, but i have a feeling that it's because of my running shorts, which are flapping away madly even when i'm sitting down. not a pretty sight.

then also the other day, i bought the sport tapes. for my shins mostly. taped it on today. memo to myself - always shave first before putting such stuff. why you ask? well, it doesn't stick well to your leg. and when you wanna take it, you have to put a towel in your mouth and rip it off. well, that's what i did, biting the towel, screaming through it, eventually leaving muffled.

okay had a 'lamborghinis-in-the-unexpected-areas' day. saw a Lamborghini Gallardo Balboni at my area. Balboni guys, probably the coolest gallardo built. then when i was in the train back to eunos, saw Lamborghini Murchilago parked in some factory at aljunied. damn.

i would really love to see a rolls royce roll down my neighbourhood. but that would never happen. what cars have i seen? lambos, ferraris, porsches (a whole load of them), maserati and even an aston martin. i also saw a bentley supersports being transported. awesome huh. well, guess eunos is a magnet for lost supercar drivers.

x Nav ran as fast as he could

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Sunday, May 23, 2010

alright, most of you guys must've probably heard of the yog cheer, with the gestures and all so eloquently demonstrated by jj lin and some of singapore's heroes (some? okay, C kunalan is the man.) it's basically repeated over and over again. we couldn't come up with a few more lines. or a better singer or something? like maybe a rapper? or someone with a more powerful line? i'm sure jj lin is a good singer and all that. but he doesn't have that oomph to carry a song like that. and it's a shitty song at that. and i won't be caught doing the damned gun action? like whoa, what are we teaching our kids? okay, i'm nit-picking and over-reacting. but seriously...

but seriously, do they think that this cheer really is good? why can't we have some cool song? maybe we need good writers, not someone from the National Sports Council. over Atheletics association is kinda messed up, we don't need more things screwing up in the sporting world of singapore. maybe they need to like get singaporeans to come up with songs or cheers. hey, you never what you will get. i mean, look at this guy from america. he did a really good original cheer.

now why can't we have something like that. that's not impossible.

okay, i've got a bone to pick with people who think they are clever. like the whole "who says 'Nothing is Impossible'? i've been doing nothing my whole life." now these are people who are just loser ya know. unless you've made it, then it's not a joke. you're just covering for the fact that you're a complete loser, an abomination of a colossal failure. yeah that's right. oh my god. i've had it with people who think they're clever. you say it's a wise crack? i say you're an ass-crack. irritating buffoons. low life creatures. think you're good enough to make it all the way to comedy central? haha, you wish you piece of dingleberry.

i dunno why i had to rant about that. just something i read off my facebook wall. and also, don't you hate people who say "i hate those long facebook pages. they f**kin spam my wall". then just freaking scroll down, you tool! you stupid little whiner! guess mommy didn't put a pacify in your mouth before walking down the street to have a romp with the neighbour.

whoa, what happened to me?

anyway, saw the iaaf athletics. powerrrrrrrrr. usain bolt as always, giving his opponents a nice serving of dust good enough for lunch and dinner. that is, of course, if there were fast enough to get hold of the dust before the dust was gone away with the wind. yeah, and the last 1500m was just really fun to watch. hard to explain. but it was really great to see. weird pacings. but in the end, good timings.

tomorrow's the first day of training. alright, got my shoes ready. got my attire ready. i'm ready to be a hamster.

and in no total retrospect (of this entry), this is my current theme song.

x Nav ran as fast as he could

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Tuesday, May 18, 2010

here is nav, in a freezer of a classroom. least i have my nike StormFly jacket on to keep me cool not cold, and warm. i'm one warm cup of hot chocolate away from sinking deeper into my plastic chair and relaxing the 3-hour lesson away. report writing skills. you know, you have to admit, it really is beneficial. whatever you thought was in a report, was actually wrong. it's gonna help us, i know that. but why does it have to be so damn boring. looking around, it seems to me that i'm sitting in the grim reaper's waiting room.

started off the day quite badly i guessed. woke up and got ready. but while i was doing my hair, it was quite hard trying to get the simplest of styles done. what was wrong. now i'm not saying i'm like kurt hummel, who spends half his day perfecting his fringe just before stepping out of his home, still knowing that the slushies will destroy his efforts. but i do like to tidy myself a bit here and there. which is the reason why i keep my hair short. less time to spend on it. and i can do my hair in almost any way, just like your mother. but that's another story.

so anyway, after my whole hair fiasco, i had to spend 10 minutes running up and down my house trying to get ready my running attire. towel was upstairs. running shorts was downstairs. i didn't know where in the hell my socks were.

after that, i had a MLIA moment. my mom started to lecture me on how i make myself late. then while i was on the way to the bus-stop through the drizzle, i had a FML moment. walking along saw this lady. was just staring straight through her. all of a sudden, this rain droplet fell onto my right eyelashes and that cause me to wink my eye. that made the lady to look at me funny and if i'm not mistaken, she kinda cursed under her breath. but seriously folks, FML and MLIA is over-rated.

once school ended, made my way down to Temasek poly for a little hamster training. just before hitting the track, a fight broke out on the field. didn't know why. i just happened to see the two guys going towards each other. of course i didn't see any punches. cause their friends were holding them back. i wanted to go down there and start telling them "hey, people came here to see a fight. give them what they came for." oh did i mention that the guys were soccer players. well, soccer is a gentlemen's sport played by hooligans.

and while i was running, saw the national team there. first thought it was a couple of posers with the 'Singapore' running singlets, until saw the coach and poh seng song as well. then i was like, "okay, what are they doing in TP?"

okay. that was yesterday actually. i kinda forgot to post this entry. so i thought i'll just add on something.

hm, today in lecture, mr krishna gave, again, his legendary speeches of righteousness. normally i would find myself scoffing at his words, partly cause of his accent, partly cause of the words which seem so flowery (not in that gay way) at times, and partly cause of just how he says it. but today, he said something which really hit home. he mentioned about stuff, saying how the parents would never know what the kids are doing in school. and the thing is, most of the times, the parents WOULD never know what is going on. "i have seen parents cry." i have seen them too mr krishna. many. and probably the reason why i told myself that i should just grow up and think about my parents.

My Parents

for those who don't know, i'll just talk about my parents. my mom sacrificed everything for me. she did. i'll act now like my parents were the only one who did it. she sacrificed a lot. the only reason why she cries over not having a job, i feel sometimes that i am the cause of it. then my dad, he toils day and night, stressing over how to have a better roof over our heads. my dad, in india where he works, sits in front of the tv everyday after work on his own chair while sipping away from a glass of scotch. i know it doesn't do much for you, but it does for me. it does a lot. i have to work hard. i seriously have to. get out from the hellhole i am in now.

Other Stuff

i know i don't say i choose not to let it affect me. well, it has to affect me first for me to then choose whether i want to think about it. but it's true. i'm not letting it affect me. i feel perfectly alright. but i mean at the back of my mind, whoa, what the hell? anyway, all is well. all is well. i'm doing fine. damn, that means, i'm on the right track that means.

talking about other stuff. my arm is kinda being a nuisance right now. argh, i think i have to get it checked out? or maybe another week of muscle rub? i have a feeling it's the ligament. or something at the joint there. the cartilage? argh, i dunno. track training starts next monday. dunno whether i'm ready. partly cause i feel kinda weak. and partly cause i'm gonna sense it's going to be awkward. and i brought this up unto myself. oh lawd, help me i say. help me.

people can't really tell my tone. they're gonna mess up the last paragraph. i won't even bother to tell you guys the tone. long entry. feels like it can be longer.

x Nav ran as fast as he could

[[ never look back ]]

Thursday, May 13, 2010

weird things are happening. and i don't even know why. is it my imagination? oh wow. great. what did i do wrong? or what am doing wrong? or maybe it's not me. ahh forget it. i'm still living a better life i had. woohoo yeahaey bitches.

alright. i don't really understand this song. except for the chorus which basically repeats shake your head. so i suspect this song is about...i dunno. i need someone to help me out on the translation. but hey, despite being lost in translation, this song is actually really really good. it is the shit. or as what you kids would nowadays say it, a win. this is really a win. who knew a couple of tamil dudes with each sporting a different hairstyle along with stick thin tamil girls performing a badly choreographed dance routine actually could be a win? it just goes to show that low budget is the way to go. to hell with lady gaga and her over the top nonsense. this is pure epic madness. i love this video. i love this song. that song is actually a tamil song with a malay chorus, made across the causeway. but you don't need to know anything about it. just listen to it. i mean we've all had practice. we all listened to god didn't we?

man. so many things i wanted to do. but still haven't. wanted to continue on my guitar strumming journey. sadly my guitar is left to collect dust again. but i need a new string. anyone has a g-string? and also, i'm finally opening up the satanic verses. it can only be read when you're got nothing on your mind. if you've got a million things going on, you'd probably be best reading dr. seuss. oh and also, i've wanted to come up with a little thingy. i don't know whether to call it a song, a rap or a poem. poem sounds weird? whatever, shall we call it a brain fart? in relative to what's happening in this world nowadays? what you don't know what's happening in the world today? hey mate, you've gotta wake up. the ladies are no longer staying in the kitchen.

i kid. now seriously ladies, get back in the kitchen.

x Nav ran as fast as he could

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Wednesday, May 12, 2010

the news this week? well, finally got my ass off the couch after all this 2 years to join track team. what was i smoking back then when i told myself i wouldn't sign up for track. it's interesting. i could have 4 years of blissful running.

not saying that i would have purposely wanted to have 4 years. i didn't. i hate it. i feel so old. i feel so bored walking the same campus day in and day out. i feel like buying a rascal so that my walking experience won't be so mundane, monotonous and some other 'm' word that has the same effect as the earlier two.

i feel i'm on the right track, no pun intended, on a better running status...thingy. you know, i feel some of my runs are orgasmic. some are just well, disasters.

disaster. just like what is happening here. can't concentrate on that thing now. i dunno, everyone's pretending like it's normal. maybe i should too? why am i so affected? why do i feel the little things? why does the little things always hit me so bad? why can't things just go along? can't they just agree to disagree? wait, i don't think that can happen. sometimes i see a the happy kind, the ones who always share just the most nonsensical shit about really nothing at all. i wonder, why are we not like that. it's alright. i don't need all that. but it'd be great if everyone isn't just stern. sure, we are dysfunctional. i love that about us. it doesn't matter where we are. what we do. how much we have.

i really have been humbled. i remember scoffing at others, boasting about the new 4X4 that only three of four people had in singapore. it was that good. with the tv in front, like no other at that time. people used to run to my car, just to see the tv. they were all amazed. how i used to love that. then of course not to forget. the big house. with the three beautiful gardens, and with a gazebo somewhere in one of them. the house was just the largest among all my friends. i remember when i went to people's houses, and i saw their freakishly small flats. why can't they get a big one i always asked. of course, we were young, without a care for the feelings of another human being, kinda like a debater, but that's another story. anyway, after all of a sudden, i found myself moving around. why?

this really was a humbling period. i've learnt to be better. and basically, try not to take things for granted. yeah, and you know, because of this, it makes me want to so badly get a better life. see, i always told myself i wouldn't talk like this. cause i always make myself remember of the pain of life. but that's how it goes, doesn't it? yeah, it's only when you lose everything, that you know what life really kinda means. it's only when you're dying, do you finally know the meaning of life.

i sit here again, trying to reconcile with the part of my brain which handles the decisions. it's turning grey quite quickly. argh, my tutorials are piling up. okay, by sunday, complete everything. run a couple of routes. and come back stronger. just like britney spears. but wait, where is she now?

end of with a couple of wise words. this is actually from the top of my head. i don't know if i'm quoting anyone else. but i'm sure it can't be anyone like sigmund freud.

The reason why i don't say hello, is cause i don't know how to say goodbye. I find it is quite hard to get close to people, because i know that one day they'll just leave.

Life is hard. So is math. but we still manage to get a grasp of it.

Run for your life. it's the best feeling.

x Nav ran as fast as he could

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Saturday, May 8, 2010

happy mother's day.

x Nav ran as fast as he could

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"Stubborn. Sarcatically evil. Towards each other."

I know enough to know what it takes to be a good guy. i've learnt it well. i know what i should say and what i should not say in a relationship. like when a girl asks you "honey, do i look fat in this dress?", the guy must say this without a hesitation after a short breath with a small smile , "no darling, you look good. you look great." always add something after the no. if you just say "no", you're in for hell. if you say "yes", you should know by now that girls don't like to hear what you really think.

i kid i kid.

one thing me and my friends always say, don't give up the entire ocean just for a fish - there's a million of fishes out there. you just need a very good bait. and that bait is, big muscles and a pocketful of greens. money would help too, i guess.

wait, what am i talking about? anyway, finally watched ip man 2. was okay, funnier compared to the first one but the fight scene was kinda bull shit, especially the one at the fish market (for those who have seen it). the fight direction and choreography was so bad, i was thinking somewhere they decided to get a bollywood choreographer for the scene. yeah and coming back, walking back. saw this hot chick walking her dog. tall. beautiful. had the right curves in the right places. with pair of sexy-teacher spectacles. a nice, tight singlet with three quartered track shorts. a closer look, saw it was jade seah. awesome isn't it. not my first time seeing her around my area though. saw her walking to the mrt station once or twice. saw her at the coffeeshop once. the gods are giving me a sign. i'm coming. i'm coming!!!

alright. i'm going to spend 140 bucks on a pair of sennheiser earphones. the CX680, tied in with adidas. it seems awesome. so far, no a reasonable negative review. except that the price seems a little steep. but it really does sound like something up my alley. go check it out. i'm going to get mine when i get my pay of 150 bucks? 160 bucks? not too sure? let's hope it's something wow. and plus i need to get myself a pair of running shorts. so many things to buy, so little money. damn, where's my friend who said she could help me with a job offering? the job's in school too. damn, think she must be at the back of the house, washing the clothes or something like that.

x Nav ran as fast as he could

[[ never look back ]]

Monday, May 3, 2010

you know, i always told myself that i would try my best to keep it in. especially after all that each of them used to say to me. that may be probably the reason why i make them unhappy? could be. that's the reason why i told myself to stop it. stop being so, hot. hot as in, like grrrrrr.

am i an angry person? i doubt so. am i a nice person though? probably...not? nah, i feel i am better than what i used to be. just ask my parole officer.

yeah. but really, i feel myself now and again pounding the table, slamming my macbook, fidgeting with my fingernails. it wasn't like this before. where did i get this? well, in the past, way back in the past, i used to keep in real in. and then i would take my anger and wish someone bad health. well, that was back in the day where i believed there was someone up there who could grant me wishes. of course, that was also the time when i learnt he just didn't work that way for some weird reason.

anyway, i also wanna stop it for the people that i caused misery and hurt. to you, though i know i will never see you'll again, to hell with you bitches.

but seriously, nowadays, i'm getting more in-check with my emotional side. you know, cry me a river? all that nonsense. i remember in the past, i used to write little songs and raps. just for the f**k of it all. wonder whether i should bring it up. it really kept my fist from pounding into a wall. i remember back when one day i really did pound my fist into a wall, my hand was seriously injured. memo to self, never punch wall. punch a swinging door.

anyway, i really dunno what i should write about. should it be that sometimes i still feel overshadowed and less popular? or could it be that i still feel like i'm 8-9 years old, when i could still hear my parents scream in the hall?

this post seems so...redundant. maybe i shouldn't have done this at all. publish or delete?

x Nav ran as fast as he could

[[ never look back ]]